His name was Chukie.
I named him after Colts football player and Purdue star Chukie Nwokorie. There wasn’t too much thought behind it as I just liked the name and it was unique. I also chose the name before I even met the dog.
Just like his name, I didn’t put much thought in to adopting Chukie. I spotted him at the local humane society and I fell in love. I remember leaving his cage thinking of all the reasons why not to adopt him. I was graduating from college in three weeks, I had no job and I was moving back in with my parents. But then… (cue the sappy music) as I was walking down the hallway toward the door I passed by a window which was the back part of his cage. As I walked by he turned and looked over his shoulder and our eyes locked. I’ve never experienced love at first site, but that day I did. He had to be a part of my family.
So, Chukie became my family.
After college graduation, I tried to navigate my way through this world as an adult and he was by my side every step. I still get teary eyed thinking about our bond that started years before my marriage and my three children. He was my protector, my confident and my child. He was my everything.
Chukie was never a fan of kids. He didn’t understand their sudden movements, loud noises and little hands and fingers being thrust toward his face. It actually was worrisome when the two of us encountered a child. His fur would stand on end, he would shake and begin to bark non-stop, not a great feeling when you’re trying to walk around the pet store and an innocent child just wants to pet your seemingly friendly dog. He never did anything more than that, but I was aware of the ‘what if’. He was a perfect dog, except for that. And then I became pregnant.
My husband was convinced we would have to give him away. My maternal instincts didn’t kick in and instead I emphatically said NO with tears streaming down my face.
Chukie was special. Our bond was special. I just knew it would be okay and it was. The first night my twins were home he guarded the crib the entire night and he never stopped. Pictures keep popping up on Facebook of my daughter as a baby and just within the frame is Chukie, quietly by her side.
In a couple of weeks, it will be a year since his passing. I was lucky to have him for 15 years. I will never have a bond and a dog like that in my life. I just know. It just goes to show you that your local humane society might have that irreplaceable family pet you’ve been searching for; you just need to stop by!
You can meet some adoptable pooches from the Humane Society for Hamilton County at Barktoberfest!
October 28th, 4-7 pm at Asa Bales Park, don’t miss it!